by Ashly Curtis She’s not dead yet, but someday—my fingers tremble at the thought, performing my nightly ritual.I dip my middle finger in the soft white bowl and smear youthon my cheeks, nose, forehead, chin, stick out tongue at my reflectionin the glass, like she did at me when I was her mirror.For a brief moment, I call her spirit Read More
Tag: jan 6 2020
Strange Commandment
by Michael Igoe I want you to rise up,as if from sleep,feel the same wakefulnessyou get when you’re drowning.You must rise in bliss,let yourself play in traffic.You need to take part,in the multicolored parade,a vast opportunity to roast.Off the back porch,covered by your britchesI want the shirt off your back.Please fade into ancient hotelssip black coffee while you clean. Michael Read More
i want to live
by Linda M. Crate i’ve seen so manyhoney bees and bumble beesi know it is you visiting you’re the bee keeperwho’s now found his beesagain, i can’t believe you’re gonesometimesbut dementia took your mother she is a cruelmistressa demanding one; i am sorry that you forgotyou remembered mewhen you forgot others it made me wonder if there’ssomething in me the Read More
An Unsuitable Green
by Millicent Borges Accardi Shade of the color, the patternof clean fields,edible and charming, and, ina way, happy. You see, the callownest of life is its newness and hope,along with the promise of yetwhat is meant to stay. Green is the lackof winter, the end actuallyof a short story. Green ispleasantly alluring and easygoing.There is kelly and torch song andmoss, Read More
Jump
by Toni G. I envy your daring spirit andyour willingness to jump off cliffswith a scream as your parachute. I stood there wrapped in fear,as I watched you leap out intoyour future. Fear is for the masses you yelled,as your feet left hard grass coveredearth to the nothingness of air. You’ve always forgiven my cowardice,my reluctance to leave the ground.You Read More
Red & emerald
by LE Francis Twin stars, once twin bright,until the dog star set offinto early middle age. You burnedlike a backcountry grove, & youbecame the end of clouds & comets. You wrought newplanets of bone & mist & spite,to devise & reform, destroy& reset the atoms that madeyou burn. There was no definition clever enough to make youaccept, & no fact Read More